Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Memory of winter.

Racist D&D.

X-Wing,

’Zines!

Pepper spray.

Traitors.

Well, I don’t think it’ll all fit on one page

and I’m sure some might find an item or two “unfair.” But you know what? I hear that charge levelled from certain quarters these days, and the only conceivable response is to dredge up bitterly black and bilious laughter. Anyway: George W. Bush’s resume. —Via David Chess.

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Lapel.

Mr. Dr. Du Bois:

Paradise Losing.

Seance.

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